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| 4001. | Ike Walton's Prayer by James Whitcomb Riley | | I crave, dear Lord,
No boundless hoard
Of gold and gear,
Nor jewels fine,
Nor lands, nor kine,
Nor treasure-heaps of anything.-
Let but a ... |
| 4002. | The Rapture of the Year by James Whitcomb Riley | | While skies glint bright with bluest light
Through clouds that race o'er fields and town,
And leaves go dancing left and right,
And orchard appl... |
| 4003. | The Harper by James Whitcomb Riley | | Like a drift of faded blossoms
Caught in a slanting rain,
His fingers glimpsed down the strings of his harp
In a tremulous refrain:
Patter an... |
| 4005. | My Philosophy of Life by John Ashbery | | Just when I thought there wasn't room enough
for another thought in my head, I had this great idea--
call it a philosophy of life, if you will.Brief... |
| 4006. | Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror by John Ashbery | | As Parmigianino did it, the right hand
Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer
And swerving easily away, as though to protect
What it advertises... |
| 4007. | Astrophel and Stella: III by Sir Philip Sidney | | Let dainty wits cry on the sisters nine,
That, bravely mask'd, their fancies may be told;
Or, Pindar's apes, flaunt they in phrases fine,
Enam'ling... |
| 4008. | Sleep by Sir Philip Sidney | | Come Sleep; O Sleep! the certain knot of peace,
The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe,
The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release,
Th' indif... |
| 4010. | Astrophel and Stella: I by Sir Philip Sidney | | ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: I
Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show,
That she, dear she, might take some pleasure of my pain,--
Pleasure mig... |
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